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In My Room
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Frank Ocean
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No sleeper seats, that's a mattress No sleeper seats, that's a mattress You ain't stingy, split your tablets with me You won't flex when camera flashing, flashing Not fake laidback, no it's natural And I think you made for the life I lead I'm not fake patient, I don't fake sick That kinda coughin' don't need lean, rest in peace Got this lust for life in me Horny for the game First they kiss, then they bite soft Then that bitch wanna play it off (Huh) F*ck it, I'm pretty still in a pit of snakes Where serpents shake some brand new scales I need a new face, I'm tired of these bills Asking for millions, sleep with a rocket Turn out the pocket, think that they Elvis Plenty ungrateful, they don't say thank you They don't say grace, not even for meals, not even for millions F*ck it I'm pretty still, look at my grill Richard Mille, look at my ears, flooded with diamonds Look at my skills, running through blocks like 49ers Forty-nine diamonds, they're for my bracelet That cost a wop, that cost a whopper And it ain't new, I had to knot it, John Ehret in my locker Pretty still, it ain't no pretty pill It's either real or real Real easy on the eyes, green like a soccer field Skin hot, when they try me like how poppers feel Hands shaking, norepinephrine levels sky, rocket fuel Quit being violent with me Quit being violent with me Quit being violent with me You make me violent My room, my room, my room with me Every night you were in my room My room, my room with me I guess I can't state my feelings too soon I don't know you And I can't put no threats in the air
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